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Trilogy in Progress

War Dog

01

Hound of the Gods Book #1 – War Dog

When disgraced soldier Drustan Seta is asked to rescue his only friend, he has to fight his way out from between two factions bent on bringing their Gods back into the world…all the while hiding who he actually is from three people who would call him family.
The Novel is finished, edited and we’re looking for representation.

The Hands That Feed

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Hound of the Gods book #2

A few Gods made it back despite Dru’s best efforts, so his sister Martina and the rest of his family of choice are fighting back. However, the Gods have plans to use Dru and Martina, rewarding them handsomely for their service. Will they bite the hands that feed them?

Currently writing the first draft.


Mad Dogs

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Hound of the Gods book #3

It all went wrong. Nobody saw it coming, but were-beasts are back and the Gods are insane. Either it’s Armageddon or Martina and Dru will have to step up. One will sacrifice it all and one will have to be the Mad Dog that brings even the crazy gods to heel.

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Alpha Reader of War Dog

”Reading your work is like listening to a poet laureate recite amazing poems in a thick New York accent.”

C. Powers

I can hardly describe it, psychological, fantastic, Imaginative, colorful. There is a genre in there someplace, and whatever it is, it is my kind of genre.

J.J. Caler – Author

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A few months ago I had started missing time.  I’d look at my watch and be shocked that only a few minutes had passed in what seemed hours of ennui.   Then I’d look again to find it was three in the morning and I hadn’t moved from my couch for over fifteen hours, and I had no one to talk to about it.  It had gotten progressively worse from there. A soul-crushing nothingness called “Down in the Zero”.

 An impossibly heavy absence of anything worth holding onto.

I had gone through this before, and the cure was always to go find a war to fight in.  But there was no escaping it this time. No war to fight, no Army that would have me. This time I was at the end of it all.  

Yet for somebody as well acquainted with death as I am, I was doing an exceptionally shitty job of ending my life.

The household lights were bright and cheerful, I was sitting in my nearly empty living room listening to a fun, lighthearted audiobook, and I had the windows open on a glorious, wet, September afternoon in Maryland.  Nary a classic indicator of depression in sight (except for that rain, but I’m Irish and I love it).

I had done all of that to feel something – anything – and maybe have a reason to not kill myself. 

It wasn’t working. 

This morning I called the Utilities company and scheduled the power and gas to be turned off.

About the Author

About the Author

Feel free to join me on my foray into the wonderful world of professional storytelling! I’ll be sending out a newsletter every month, and using this site to keep everyone (including myself) up to date on the progress of my books!

Also, since traveling is a way of life for me and the far, far better half ( the pic you see is me sitting on a temple in Bagan, Myanmar), I’ll probably be sharing stuff about our boat and our travels when we have them.

I have been called many things. The ones safe to repeat in public include special education teacher, sailor, martial artist, biker (the kind with loud engines and leather jackets), traveler, rock climber, sculptor, writer, actor, ADHD adult, husband, dog lover, and more that would probably bore you.

But when Daniel Nick starts referring to himself in the third person, he prefers to just be called an artist, and maybe a good person.

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